A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

While Garlan was asleep, Heimos couldn't help but kissed his beloved boy.

Although he wanted to get more, Gallan was sleeping, so Heimos resisted the idea of ​​​​continuing to kiss the slender neck along the white chin, and just lingered on the pale pink lips. After a while, I forced myself to raise my head.

Moreover, he also heard the footsteps and shouts coming this way.

"elder brother?"

Someone shouted this outside.

The slightly heavy wooden-soled shoes made heavy footsteps on the ground, and he was already shuffling towards this side.

Huymos guessed who it was.

He gently touched the head of Garlan who was sleeping soundly, then stood up and walked quickly towards the door with very light steps.

As soon as he reached the door, Heimos saw Xinyas, who was walking towards us wearing wooden shoes. The big boy was yawning, rubbing his eyes, and looking around sleepily for someone.

As soon as he saw him, Xinyas looked wary.

"When did you come? What are you doing here?"

Xin Yas glared at him with an unkind expression.

"Did you take my brother away?"

"Be quiet, he's asleep in there."

Heimos said,

"You should go, don't disturb him here."

The boy who stared at him warily suddenly widened his eyes.

"I do not go!"

Heimos didn't bother to say anything more to him. He stretched out his hand and tried his old trick again, grabbing him and dragging him out.

Xin Yasi quickly dodged.

"Don't arrest me, I'll just leave." He stared at Heimos, "But you have to go with me, and you're not allowed to stay here."

Heimos didn't bother to argue with this unweaned brat. Anyway, he had just taken the time to come here, and it was almost time to leave, so he stepped ahead.

He was in front and couldn't see the eyes of the young man following him staring at him. Xinyas also turned around and quickly glanced at the room where Garlan was sleeping.

As soon as he walked out of the door with Xinyas, he met the female official Tapti who was about to come in.

The female official bowed her head slightly and saluted him. Before she could speak, Xinyas hurriedly rushed out from behind Heimos.

"Brother is asleep inside. Go in and take care of him."

Xinyas said to Tapti, with a serious look on his face.

"……Yes."

Tapti looked at Xinyas who suddenly rushed in front of her with some surprise, and then nodded.

"Your Highness Heymos, Your Excellency Xinyas, I will go in to see the prince first, and I won't see you off."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and asked the maid guarding the door to see the two of them off for her.

Then, Tapti entered the house with the maid behind him, ordered the maid to pack the tea, and walked into the bedroom.

She looked at Prince Gallan who was sleeping quietly, reached out and touched his forehead, then turned her head and looked at the bedroom carefully, but found nothing unusual. Thinking that maybe she was being too preoccupied, she shook her head. He shook his head and walked out.

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Outside, after leaving Garlan's palace, Heimos went straight to the martial arts training ground.

Sinas stood there, staring at the back of Heimos with his eyes open, frowning, and his face was very serious.

It is true that his thinking is slower than that of his peers, and he is less able to think about complex things. However, his mentor and the priest who is also responsible for teaching him did not perfuse him because of this, but taught him step by step what he should know at his age. Taught him everything about the world, including things between men and women.

Therefore, Xinyas knew exactly what Heimos had done.

But that's not what you should do.

Huymos is male, as is his brother.

Moreover, Heimos took advantage of his brother's sleep. Obviously, that person did not obtain his brother's consent and acted frivolously against his brother.

Xinyas knew that his mind was not spinning fast, but he knew that the mentors and priests were doing it for his own good, so he would carefully remember what they said.

Before coming to the Royal City, Raya had already carefully analyzed the situation in the Royal City for him.

Xinyas remembers clearly that Priest Raya said that although his brother has become the crown prince, his foundation is not stable now, and there are many people who oppose him.

Because in addition to Prince Gallan, there is also Prince Heimos, and the power of this Prince Heimos is not weaker than that of Prince Gallan, especially with his outstanding military exploits.

Therefore, Priest Raya told Xinyas that when he arrived at the royal city, he must pay attention to his words and deeds and not cause trouble.

In particular, a conflict between the Crown Prince and Heimos should not be caused, because that would bring great trouble to the Crown Prince.

It was precisely because Xinyas remembered Priest Raya's words in his heart that he resisted the urge to rush in and beat up the guy who was frivolous on the spot.

And now...

Xinyas has already thought about how to help his brother.

His idea is simple.

Priest Raya was able to help him suppress those people in Ilmia City who had bad intentions towards him because Priest Raya was older than those people.

Therefore, to suppress Heimos who was spying on his brother, he had to find someone bigger than Heimos.

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In the reception hall on the east side of the palace, King Camos sat on the malachite throne above the hall. Several officials stood below with their heads bowed respectfully, saying something loudly.

Camos was lying slanted on the snow-white gauze spread on the malachite throne, with one hand on his bent knee, and a long parchment spread out on the table in front of him. He was listening to The official below spoke while scanning the paper back and forth.

Those officials were officials from various places who came to the royal city to report their work. They had been waiting in the royal city for several days. Finally, this afternoon, King Camos took the time to summon them and listen to them report on their work over the past few years.

It was now nearing the end, and the last official finished his debriefing, shut his mouth honestly, and stood below.

King Camos, who had already read the contents on the scroll and listened to the reports of these officials, nodded slightly and looked pretty good.

These officials were all selected by him to train in various places a few years ago, and now they have achieved some results without slapping him in the face.

In this case, these young officials who have been trained can now be transferred back to the royal city, just for Garlan's use.

He was thinking this with satisfaction when suddenly there was a noisy sound outside. Before he could speak, Shermuer, who was standing aside with a serious face, had already walked out quickly with a straight face. Judging from his expression, he knew he was going out to reprimand. human.

Not long after, Shermer came back.

He frowned and reported: "Your Majesty, the person causing the commotion outside is the Lord of Ilmia City, and he wants to see you."

"Ilmia City...oh, Garlan's..."

King Camos thought for a moment and then remembered.

He waved his hand and asked the officials to leave first.

"Shemal, bring him in."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Speaking of which, King Camos was still a little curious about what Garlan's younger brother looked like.

Although during the investigation when Garlan was young, it was said that this younger brother was not similar to Garlan. One had brown skin and the other had fair skin.

However, after all, they are brothers from the same father and mother. Apart from skin color, they should be somewhat similar, right?

King Camos, who was thinking this way, just took a sip of wine lazily, and when he saw Xinyas walking in, he almost choked out the sip of wine in his throat.

Fortunately, he managed to hold it back and swallowed the sip of wine again. As soon as Xinyas came in, he bowed his head honestly and knelt down to him on one knee. He didn't notice anything strange about him, so he let Ka Moss maintained his image and majesty as a king.

After calming down for a while and taking another sip of wine to calm down his shock, King Camos finally spoke.

"Are you Xinyas? Gallan's younger brother?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The big boy kneeling below answered.

King Camos looked at the young city lord of Ilmia City. Although the boy's big stature and strong body made him have a slight liking for him, he was very puzzled in his heart.

Is this... really a biological brother to Garlan?

Not to mention the skin color, just this look, this face shape, this figure, there is no similarity at all with his lovely Wang brother, right?

While he was still wondering in his heart, the young city lord below had already spoken.

"Your Majesty, I have something very important to report to you. It's very important."

"Oh? Then you tell me."

"I will only tell you, Your Majesty."

After saying that, Xinyas quickly added.

"Very important things can only be heard by you, and no one else can."

Xin Yas's words made Shermuer frown on the side.

"Lord of Ilmia, your words are too presumptuous."

he scolded.

The young man who was scolded by him shrank. He was a little afraid of the priest Raya who taught him, and the priest Shemuer was a bit similar to the priest Raya. He was even more serious than the priest Raya, so he was also a little bit more serious. Afraid of Xie Muer.

However, although he was a little nervous, after looking at Xie Mu'er, he still gritted his teeth, shook his head and insisted: "You can't let others know! I only tell His Majesty!"

"you--"

"I am only speaking to His Majesty! You can't listen either!"

It was probably because the jar had been broken. Xinyas, who was a little nervous at first, held his neck and refused to let go.

"Ha ha ha ha."

King Camos laughed loudly on the throne.

"Looking at it this way, it does look a bit like it. Apart from Garlan, the only person who dares to confront you, Shermu'er, seems to be this little guy."

Probably because he was in a good mood, after he finished laughing, he stood up and looked at Xinyas.

"Xinyas, right? Okay, you come with me."

He walked down from the high platform of the throne and entered a small room on the side of the hall.

That was the secret talking room. When officials and generals wanted to report some secret matters to him, they would talk in it. During construction, extremely thick stone walls were deliberately used so that the conversations inside could not be heard from the outside.

When King Camos enters, his personal guards will guard the door and prohibit anyone from approaching.

The thick and heavy iron and wood door slowly closed, isolating other people from outside.

After King Camos entered, he sat on the golden camphor wood chair.

"Speak, no one else here can hear you."

As soon as the door was closed, Xinyas leaned over and knelt down on one knee without saying a word.

He told King Camos directly everything he saw and thought.

The Lion King, who was sitting on the chair, had a blank look on his face at first. Later, as Xinyas spoke, his originally sunny face darkened and darkened little by little.

His eyes became sharp, staring at Xinyas who was kneeling in front of him. His eyes were like sharp blades trying to penetrate his whole body.

His thick lips were pressed tightly together, as if he was trying to suppress something. His fingers clenched the top of the armrest tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands could be faintly seen.

An awe-inspiring oppressive aura emanated from the sitting body of King Camos, making the air in the room solidify little by little, making it so heavy that it was almost suffocating.

Finally, there was a crisp click.

The top of the armrest of the hard golden camphor wood chair was crushed by him.

King Camos stood up suddenly and opened the door.

"Call Heimos to my chambers, immediately."

He gave orders to Shermour, who was waiting outside the door, expressionlessly.

Then, without waiting for Shemuel's reply, he strode forward, his dark cloak flying high behind him.

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Soon, Heimos, who was honing his martial arts in the training ground, immediately went to King Kamos' palace after receiving the king's order from the guards.

He didn't think much about it at first, he just thought that King Camos had something to do with him. When he got there, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The maid who usually came and went in the courtyard was silent at this moment, standing quietly with her head lowered.

There were very few people in the palace, and the guards stood guard at the door without saying a word. They only motioned for Heimos to come in after he arrived. As soon as he walked in, the door was closed behind him.

Heimos looked back at the closed room and frowned.

He stepped inside and crossed the short corridor.

There was still no one, and it seemed that King Camos had ordered all the servants to retreat.

When he stepped into the inner room, he looked up and saw King Camos standing with his back to him.

The sloping cloak hung from the broad shoulders, and the hem fell on the bluestone ground.

Although King Camos stood with his back to him and his expression could not be seen, Heimos could clearly feel the intimidating aura emanating from King Camos.

It was obviously invisible, but because it was so terrifying, it seemed to form a substantial sense of oppression, covering the entire room and attacking him fiercely when he stepped here.

Heimos could still keep his expression unchanged, but if it had been anyone else, he would have been so frightened that his face would have turned pale and he would have been sweating.

The lion, the king of beasts, even if it is just lying on the ground quietly, motionless.

It can also make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Heimos lowered his eyes, leaned down, and curtsied to King Camos in front of him, who had his back turned to him.

Dark hair fell from his eyes, casting shadows on his eyes.

He vaguely noticed something, vaguely guessed something, and just knelt on one knee, silent, without speaking.

The thin lips were so tightly pursed that they were like a straight line.

The heavy atmosphere in the room lasted for who knows how long. Finally, King Camos standing there moved.

He turned around and stepped forward.

Dull footsteps sounded in the room, from far to near, and then Heimos saw those feet standing in front of him.

He didn't raise his head, but he could clearly feel the eyes looking down at him from top to bottom, scorching hot, like fire burning on his body.

With a bang, the tip of the heavy giant sword with its scabbard hit King Camos's feet and in front of him.

He heard the deep voice of King Camos, who was obviously suppressing his anger, coming from above.

"Do you like Garlan?"

The room was filled with deathly silence at this moment, and the overwhelming and terrifying sense of oppression was almost suffocating.

The giant sword standing on the side seemed to be an invisible threat. Maybe in the next second, the sword would be unsheathed and cut in half.

Heimos closed his eyes.

"yes."

He answered without hesitation.

The muscles in the Lion King's right arm tightened suddenly, and with a clang, the sword was unsheathed.

The fierce sword wind struck violently.

With a bang, the broad sword blade narrowly missed Heimos' forehead and slashed heavily to the ground.

Almost half of the sword blade cut into the hard bluestone.

Heimos knelt in front of King Camos, motionless.

He didn't even move his eyes.

A piece of black hair cut by the sword edge floated lightly and slowly from in front of him, and fell on the ground in front of his knees.

King Camos, who had struck out the sword, looked down at Heimos, his face was as iron as steel, his eyes were like blades, and he exuded an intimidating aura.

His eyes that stared at Heimos were like charcoal fire, scorching, as if there was a flame burning fiercely and fiercely in the depths of his brown pupils.

The Lion King spoke in a very low voice, but no matter how low it was, it was still like the roar of an angry lion.

"Go to the North, and you won't be allowed to set foot in the royal city for ten years!"

Heimos, who had been looking down like water, suddenly clenched his hand that was on the ground hard.